Change; In the face of Ling Baolu, who she has always liked, Shen Lingyu was very worried that Wen Lun would do something to hurt her.

Shen Fucai suffered unbearable torture, and Shen Lingyu couldn't afford to hurt Ling Baolu, who he cared about, again.

He must find her as soon as possible, and he can't let her be the same as in the future.

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When Ling Baolu regained consciousness, her face was wet, she coughed, opened her eyes, and in the blurred vision, Wen Lun stood in the dimly lit room, looking at her with an empty water cup in her hand, and smiled lewdly, "Hehe, Xiaolu'er, you finally woke up." ”

Ling Baolu's mind is confused; The relationship between the medicine is still a little chaotic, but seeing Wen Lun's face full of evil smiles, the whole person couldn't help but get excited, struggling to sit up, but found that he couldn't move his hands and feet freely, and turned his head to look, only to find that he had been tied to his hands and feet by Wen Lun, and her body, which was showing an embarrassing "big" character, appeared in front of Wen Lun.

"Wen Lun, what are you going to do?" Ling Baolu struggled, "Hurry up and let go of me, you are breaking the law like this." ”

"What about breaking the law?" Wen Lun put the empty cup on the table next to him, then came back and sat beside him, reaching out to touch Ling Baolu's smooth face, "Xiaolu'er, what I have to do next is even more illegal, but don't worry, I will make you very comfortable." ”

"Don't." Ling Baolu faintly heard the meaning of his words, and struggled more and more fiercely; Lie, "Wen Lun, you can't do this, I don't love you anymore, if you really treat me like that, I will hate you to death......"

"I'm not afraid you'll hate me." Wen Lun stretched out his orchid finger, pressed the switch of the chuang head with a smile, and with a "snap", the lights in the room turned on, he looked up at the masterpieces on the walls of the house, very proud, "Look at it, these are all drawn by me myself, but now, I am not satisfied with YY to you in my head, Xiaoluer, I want to see your body, is it the same as I imagined in my mind, is xiong really big, is it really ...... hips"

Wen Lun said, reached over, and slowly pushed the T-shirt on Ling Baolu's body up.

"Don't mess around, Wen Lun, don't mess around." Ling Baolu only felt ashamed, she had grown so big, and she had never been treated like this by a man in a sober state.

And now Wen Lun is even more disgusting; Ling Baolu was completely frightened, twisting his body to prevent Wen Lun's movements from continuing.

"Hahahaha......" Wen Lun laughed, leaned over and lay beside Ling Baolu, her head was at the position of her neck socket, reached out to break Ling Baolu's face, forcing her to look at one of the walls, under the bright light, on that wall, there were countless hand paintings, and the people on it were all herself, each of them was inchless, and her expression was close to pain but joy.

"You...... True change; State. Ling Baolu has long passed the age of youth, and now she understands everything she understands, so she can naturally see what those expressions mean.

And what is the purpose of Wen Lun's painting so much that he is not wearing anything and sticking it on the wall, Ling Baolu naturally knows that he is the object of YY when she is the object.

Ling Baolu felt disgusted when he thought about it.

"Yes, I'm changing; state, I change; The state was also forced by you, Xiaoluer, if you believe me, if you don't leave me, I won't become what I am now. His hand rubbed on Ling Baolu's body very nostalgically, and then his tone changed to self-comfort, "But it doesn't matter, you are back, I will become the same as before, I am still the Wen Lun who loves you, and I will not change." ”